All through the rain and fire
Dear my real love and desire,
Blossoms for you myflower
Be with me in my joy and fear
Hopes, foolishness and tear
I never think of you, my dear
Seperated from my own affair
As we are dissolved, so clear.
I never think of you, dear Seperatedfrom my own affair As we are dissolved and so clear..... complete essence in few verses. Beautiful.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Love love is fire when it crosses it's limitation it burns all Love love is iceberg when it wants not to understand without it it freezed itself as like the by born mad Love love is love when it lives with mutual understanding